Friday, September 7, 2018

365 Days of Cock A.D. 064


another one drawn at the hospital... I am too drunk to type out what I poorly wrote on this drawing so I will type up whatever in the spirit of this drawing.... skating north down Lamb BLVD sometime in the early 90's I remember hearing a voice rhetorically asking, "you wanna fight?" I state rhetorically because at the time, I was always down to fight someone that wanted to abuse us, but I guess I was caught slippin'... this coward didn't want to fight me, this wimp Franklin "Bubba" Heath sucker punched me and while I was on the ground beat me over the head with my skateboard... I awoke for a split second to see my main dude Joe brawling with another gangster, then my mind blacked out, then I awoke for another split second, some construction workers had me, and my Mentors T-shirt was red because of my blood... I awoke for another second in the Quick Care having my mouth sewed up, the cops were accusing us of bringing the assault upon us because we were weird, I vaguely remember the doctor telling the cop to fuck off and stated some shit like, "even if we did something to piss off the gangsters we didn't deserve to be assaulted", thanks doc.... at this point I blacked out again and and remember my dad blaming himself for not being there to protect Joe and I... then I blacked out again.... I don't know at what point my memory picked up again... 

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